[Featuring:
Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning down the block Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a burning down the block
Don't a book by the cover will be in this world is your brother When I lost the fun [?] words that teach me to love ya! So we burn to return to the And we yearn to unlearn all they ya about yourself Who you are, what you be, I'm gonna be leave it up to me!
through the sky, look out to the night alright! Stars bright, I like the moonlight be alright!
Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster burning up the soldier, I know I'm not a rasta I used to be a burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I used to be a mobster up the block is the medicine, I'm out like the bedouin This knife I'm burying and life I'm treasuring
This is the medicine, I'm out like the soldier, I know I'm not a monster Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a monster
I went runing away to the in a slave and came out all flames I went running for the hills Back to my roots and I'm running But now I'm running to face my Found my place and it means yourself and no one else You to leave it up to me, leave it up to me!
Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block soldier, I know I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster burning up the Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster burning up the is the medicine, I'm not like the bedouin With this knife I'm buryin and this life I'm soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
Buffalo soldier, you know I'm not a I used to be a burning down the block I shot the sheriff, the DA, and the Sorry al sharpton I need you to lecture me I'll stop talking about guns When you talk about the funds that they cut for the Let's cut to the truth, ain't for the youth So me how you judge me til you're stuck in the shoes, man! Where the Congressmen, where all the thinking about their green, not the color of the President? This is a relevance, survival is the sentiment Narcotics is the way you know that I'm a measure it! They say we are in a post Obama era Well exactly what that you needn't make it clearer Does it mean that the rich are gonna finally start to up Reproportion the and make things fairer Asking God "why do poor people suffer" but now I'm such a hypocrite, the Rolls mufflers. In the gutters never loved us I am just the of pain and hunger!
Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I to be a mobster burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I to be a mobster burning up the block